Betrayal!



qdoba quesadilla



Dear Chipotle,
I’m sorry. Today I ate a quesadilla from QDoba, and I didn’t hate it.
I feel like a traitor, but I promise I’ve not forgotten you.
For what it’s worth, I still think you’re better. 

Apologies,
Cori

P.S. – This was Joe’s fault. Had he not had an early day, he wouldn’t have met me for lunch, and we wouldn’t have randomly picked a lunch spot.

P.P.S – Ok, that’s a lie. We decided together. He’s sorry, too. We’ll see you soon.

xo | cmd